This thing called pain is mystifying,
And it is just so tantalizing...

Can you hear it?
Do you feel the doubt...

I remember a while ago
Back in the year '03...

What can be said of mysterious love?
What is it about? Is it good or bad...

My thoughts were bad,
Focused on the past...

Like a puppet on several strings
I look around at all my things...

((I wrote this poem to put as captioning in a...
You see me here...

As i breathe my last breath
I see the shadowy hand of death...

As I laid there,
So comfortably in bed...

((I dedicate this poem to my cousin Mike. God...
I am really cool and suave...

It lies behind a smiling face,
It barely conceals the hate...